Chapter 118: The World Is Enemy (5)

Zhan Yan smiled, the clouds dispersed and the air was clear, and Gu Dongping could not see a trace of gloom on his face.

That's exactly the last thing Samba wants.

What happened yesterday, as an outsider, witnessed the whole process from Zhang Qiang's sacrifice to death, ancient and modern Yi would rather die than give in, Zhang Xin went and returned, this family of three gave him a deep impression.

With his thousand-year-old experience, I don't know how many human relationships he has seen, but there are few things about yesterday. There have been a few times,

He wanted to intervene to end the crushing plan of the Holy Son, but he held back.

The alien beast is the enemy, and the empire is also the enemy, if the spirit race and the alien beast make a bird, kick the empire out first. Then they bear the brunt of the Empire's retaliation. Correspondingly, it will strive for more opportunities for the development of different races.

Samba came to the Eastern Continent, in addition to saving the forces of the alien race, there is no reason for a turnip and a pit, Andrew ignited the seeds of his recovery, but the lion clan now has a king, if Samba does not want to stage a nest fight, it is necessary to escape.

Nowadays, in China, the slightly larger state land is mostly owned by the owner, and the small island-like state land is not looked down on by Samba.

Toriku is a good size.

Now the empire has shown that it has no energy to pay attention to the affairs of the Eastern Continent. The Southern Continent has already given up, how can the Eastern Continent Empire take the Eastern Continent in its eyes?

With the Eastern Continent, the first thing to kick the empire out of, the empire is out, the first thing is to solve Gu Dongping. In a sense, the Holy Son and the others did what Samba wanted to do.

So he watched Gu Dongping step into the urn with cold eyes, he knew that Gu Dongping had a black sheep, and in the end, it was likely that he and the Holy Son and the others would fight to lose.

So half-pushed, half-pushed, yesterday's events came to a smooth sailing.

It's just that he didn't expect that Gu Dongping not only had the black sheep in his hand, but also other hole cards, and he couldn't resist with the combined power of the black tiger and the green bull, and the number of casualties in Shunyi Province yesterday was so huge that he couldn't believe it.

If it was just a thirst for killing, Gu Dongping was not enough to make him jealous.

Now, there is anger and anger in the heart, but it is like a spring breeze, and if nothing happens, it is what makes Samba the most fearful.

It is not a problem to defeat the Black Tiger with his strength, and the Green Bull can also resist, but the best result is not a draw. On the other hand, Gu Dongping held several cards in his hand, and the extreme realm of group fighting became a reality in his hands.

Samba was silent for a moment and said, "If I don't agree, what will happen to you?"

"It's not going to be anything, it's just that the couch can't make others sleep soundly, Dongping will say that it's true. "Gu Dongping Road.

Samba didn't agree, Gu Dongping would definitely bury the alien race in person, he could slaughter the mixed race in Shunyi Province, how could he not make up his mind to eradicate the alien race.

It just doesn't have to be said explicitly.

Those who stand in front of him are either comrades-in-arms or can only be enemies.

Donglu, it's his.

He wanted it. From now on, whether it is an empire or a foreign race, he must abide by his rules on his territory.

Samba seemed to be laughed at by Gu Dongping, and for a while the sky changed color, the golden source power was like an angry lion, the white clouds changed, and the golden brilliance pressed straight towards Gu Dongping with an unbeatable domineering.

"You are a strong man, the Eastern Continent is so big that it can't allow you to stretch your body! I want to see if you can kill everyone, if you break the rules, I want to see what you do to protect your men? Your parents are dead, don't you care about the others?"

Gu Dongping looked at the golden light in the sky as if it were nothing, and those golden needle-like source power were automatically resisted by the invisible wall when they reached a mile outside of him.

When he heard Samba's threat, his smile became brighter, "I feel glad that the son of redemption threatens me with an ordinary person." ”

With Samba's bearing and dignity, if Gu Dongping's words hadn't hit his weakness, how could he make such a worthless threat?

"It's just that when the time comes, I'm afraid you and I will have more means than anyone else. I hope that His Highness can do it faster when the time comes. Gu Dongping was shocked, and the black sheep below broke through the realm shrouded by Samba's momentum and rushed straight to the golden giant eagle under him.

Although the Golden Giant Eagle is one of the best alien species in the world and has great talent, the gap between it and the black sheep is not reasonable. It's like a person who has stepped on the peak of the abyss to spy on the battle in the extreme realm, and he must be very mentally prepared.

The Golden Giant Eagle and the Black Sheep seem to be one order apart, but they are better said to be one world apart.

So the black sheep was furious, Samba hadn't done anything yet, something from biological instinct made the golden giant eagle spread its wings and retreated.

Gu Dongping only broke through the Samba realm and did not prepare for any attack. I saw the black sheep rushing in, and the golden light shrouded in Samba was added, like a chain, to imprison the black sheep, but it was rampage, and the terrifying flesh of the alien beast was displayed to the extreme.

Rushed out in an instant.

The black sheep and the golden giant eagle crossed by, the giant eagle was only comparable to the extreme realm, how could it avoid the pursuit of the black sheep? Gu Dongping stood on the black sheep.

At this moment, in terms of momentum alone, he is not enough to compare with Samba, even if the strength of the butcher is in hand and Huangquan is added, he does not dare to say that he can defeat Samba.

But there is no doubt that Gu Dongping does not need to be able to defeat him, because he can't kill Samba. Similarly, Samba can't kill Gu Dongping.

So what is the comparison? It is the black sheep, the little yellow spring, the butcher, and the power that Gu Dongping can hold him in, but can completely control it.

And Samba, the powerhouse in the extreme realm, can fight two at a time, but does Gu Dongping care?

There was a moment of stagnation in the intersection of the black sheep and the giant eagle, and Gu Dongping stopped.

"Your Highness can leave at any time if you think about it, if you can't think about it......" Gu Dongping stopped and didn't say anything more, but Samba understood Gu Dongping's determination.

This is a butcher, and when he slaughtered Shunyi Province, he had already cut off a butcher with some kind of pity in his heart.

"The Golden Eagle is a divine horse, enough for a divine horse. Gu Dongping turned to praise the giant eagle, and the black sheep rode away directly.

The golden light is shining, the clouds are dense, scattered and gathered, gathered and scattered.

Samba's handsome and mighty face was as black as black charcoal, and he understood Gu Dongping's words.

Is there a threat?

Gu Dongping doesn't have his threat of killing your whole family, but it's more serious than killing your whole family. The giant eagle divine steed, but it is not as good as the black sheep, because it is the power of the extreme realm. The Extreme Realm clone is also the power of the Extreme Realm, so it is not comparable to the Golden Giant Eagle.

What does Gu Dongping really mean, how can Samba not understand how many years he has lived?

No matter how strong you are, you're just one person, and I, I even know how many people I have.

From beginning to end, Gu Dongping only said that there was a three-day period, no anger, no murderous spirit, but the butcher on his waist, the kind of resentment and anger that went straight to the sky, the breeze sword on his waist, and the trembling consciousness were much more useful than emphasizing them ten thousand times.

On the contrary, Samba knew that he had fallen into the inferiority, so it was better to start fighting directly, and it would be better to have the momentum of a fish dying and the net being broken, than to let Gu Dongping see it clearly now.

Samba's face was gloomy and uncertain, and in just one night, in Gu Dongping, he could no longer see that incongruous feeling. He just wanted to say one thing: your Son!

If you roll rough, you will roll roundly, why bother, why bother.